Green Bamboo Green - Blossoms on the Moshang

When the balcony was opened to cover it, Fang Qingqing leaned in front of Cheng Jian, the heat on their faces was blown away by the cold wind from the pavement, gradually cooling down, but their bodies were still hot.

The balcony is facing the backyard of the hotel. There is still some greenery in winter, and the mountains and forests are in the distance. There are more colors, but it is still not as good as the clean blue of the sky.

Cheng Jian handed the wine to Fang Qingqing, the two clinked glasses and took a sip, Cheng Jian whispered in Fang Qingqing's ear, "I love you."

Fang Qingqing didn't look back, and also replied softly: "Iloveyoutoo." There was firmness in her voice.

In the evening, there was a Christmas celebration program in the lobby. Neither of them liked the excitement so much, so they borrowed a barbecue grill and set up a small barbecue at a designated spot in the backyard.Cheng Jian skillfully lit the fire and lit the charcoal, and when the fire was a little bit smaller, he put it on the shelf.

Fang Qingqing was helping to pass the things, and asked with a look of admiration: "Why do you still do this?"

While brushing the shelf with oil, Cheng Jian said, "I used to live abroad with a fireplace, and the way to make a fire is similar to this."

Fang Qingqing served the prepared meat, Cheng Jian took it, stacked it neatly on the shelf with clips, and watched the fire turn over and move.

Fang Qingqing looked at her from the side, and said with a smile: "When I first saw you, I thought you were unreal, but now you are here to barbecue."

Cheng Jian also smiled, looked back at her, and asked, "If I were like this when we first met, would you still like me?"

Fang Qingqing paused for a moment, as if recalling and thinking, then her smile gradually widened, she looked at the person opposite and said: "At that time, you were beautiful, but you had a sense of distance. I couldn't even imagine that you would leave me one day. So close."

"Then you like me like this?" Cheng Jian still smiled, as if she was joking, but she was a bit inquisitive.

Fang Qingqing looked at her, a little surprised what happened to her today, she stepped forward to kiss Cheng Jian, and said with a smile: "I like all of them, quiet, lively, warm, indifferent, full of fireworks, high above you, As long as it's you."

For a moment, Cheng Jian's eyes seemed to have a streamer flashing across the black night sky, returning to peace.

"If you don't turn it over, the meat will burn." Fang Qingqing looked at her and smiled.

Cheng Jian turned around and continued to grill the meat seriously, ignoring the laughter of the people behind her, but she couldn't restrain the smile on her lips.

After baking a plate, the two sat next to each other, chatting while eating, the cold air, the warm charcoal fire, the bright lights behind them, and the stars looming above their heads. The two huddled together on a wooden chair and spent their first a christmas.

The next morning, the two went hiking.There is no snow in the winter in the south, and the mountains are only a little cooler, and I gradually sweated along the way.Fang Qingqing often runs, Cheng Jian occasionally works out, the two of them are not fast, so they are not too tired, and they chat and joke on the road.

When I was about to reach the top of the mountain, I met someone coming down, listening to the crowd watching the sunrise.The two looked at each other and smiled. They really just climbed the mountain when they climbed the mountain. There was no sunrise and no scenery.At the top of the mountain, Fang Qingqing turned around and said, "Let's take a photo."

The two of them didn't bring a camera, so they could only use Cheng Jian's decent-quality mobile phone, and asked someone to help take a picture.Fortunately, that person's skills are not bad. After going back and washing it out, the two people in the photo are leaning close together, Fang Qingqing with short hair, and Cheng Jian with half-long hair, the black hair seems to be intertwined.With a smile that cannot be concealed, there may be slight sweat on the face, as if there is a warm light in the sun.This photo with not so high pixels was placed on the bookshelf of the Blue Mountain apartment and became one of their many itineraries.

On Sunday afternoon, the two drove back to Shanghai, because they had to go to work the next day. In the last week of 2010, Fang Qingqing was very busy in the dark. Many tasks needed to be finished at the end of the year. At the same time, she needed to report the plan for the next year to avoid opening the window for work after New Year's Day.She works overtime almost every day and has no time to think about holiday arrangements.

Cheng Jian is still as usual, her work does not follow the rhythm of the year, but according to the project, so at this time she is more leisurely than Fang Qingqing.So the roles of the two seemed to be reversed. In the morning, Cheng Jian pressed Fang Qingqing to let her sleep a little longer, and made breakfast by herself. Of course, she cooked Western-style breakfast most of the time.When Fang Qingqing gets confused, she will find that the toothpaste has been squeezed, the warm water for drinking has been dried, the breakfast is on the table, the clothes for work are hanging on the shelf by the door, the satchel is in the entrance, and there will be a bag inside. Box of washed fruit.

Fang Qingqing was eating breakfast, looking at the person opposite, she had a feeling of unreliability, there is actually a person who can do this for herself after she grows up, and this person is Cheng Jian, who has a series of titles outside, many Cheng Jian, who no one can get close to.

Going around, Fang Qingqing didn't leave behind the person she was willing to do this for, but met someone who was willing to do this for herself.She ate the sandwich with big mouthfuls, her eyes were a little moist.

Seeing that she was a little strange, Cheng Jian pushed the juice to her and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Fang Qingqing blinked her eyes, raised her head and drank the juice, and said with a smile, "I've used my eyes too much recently, and I always feel sour unconsciously."

Cheng Jian didn't say anything, but after Fang Qingqing took a bath at night, Cheng Jian helped her dry her hair, placed her on the sofa, let her lie on her lap, then opened the chamomile-flavored steam eye mask, and gently put it on. For her eyes, the ear loops were hanging on Fang Qingqing's fair ears with a somewhat tough outline, and checked that the edges fit her skin.

The eye mask gradually became hot, and Cheng Jian stretched out her hand to brush away the hair on Fang Qingqing's forehead, and along her smooth forehead, massaged with soft and slightly cool fingertips with a little force.

A few minutes later, Fang Qingqing gradually relaxed, and the corners of her mouth became soft. Cheng Jian lowered her head and kissed her on the bridge of the nose and her lips lightly. Feeling that she wanted to move, she held down the hand that took off the blindfold, and patted her. cheek, said: "Be good and don't move, it's not time yet."

"Kiss again." Fang Qingqing pouted.Cheng Jian chuckled, but still lowered her head and kissed her.

Fang Qingqing smiled and gradually fell asleep.The migraine that has been tormenting me all afternoon seems to be less serious, and I can't feel it without knowing it.

When the New Year's Day holiday came, Fang Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't want to do anything, she just wanted to rest quietly for two days.

Cheng Jianjian went back to Ningcheng to accompany her parents. Fang Qingqing looked at her. She didn't really want to go. On the one hand, she was tired. On the other hand, she felt that the two of them went back together during the holidays. It must not be as easy and normal as last time. However, no one can say that they are just friends.

But Cheng Jian didn't ask her to go, which was a bit disappointing.Fang Qingqing felt that she had been used to being hypocritical, but she still couldn't help but want to say something to Cheng Jian.

When Cheng Jian came out of the study, she saw Fang Qingqing circling at the door. She couldn't help laughing out loud. Seeing the more and more aggrieved person, she hurriedly pulled her to sit on the sofa, and asked with a smile, "What's wrong? I have something to say." Just say it."

Fang Qingqing remained silent.

Cheng Jian asked again: "Do you want to go back to Ningcheng with me?"

Fang Qingqing replied honestly: "I don't really think about it this time."

"Then what are you struggling with?"

Fang Qingqing paused for a moment, then looked at Cheng Jian and said, "Will you be disappointed if I don't go?"

Cheng Jian rubbed her short hair and said with a smile, "No."

"Really not?"

"Really not."

"Why?" Fang Qingqing asked abruptly, she just wanted to know Cheng Jian's real thoughts.

Cheng Jian was stunned for a moment, but quickly understood what she meant, and replied with a smile, "Because you don't want to."

This time it was Fang Qingqing's turn to be stunned. She understood what Cheng Jian meant, and because she knew she didn't want to go, she let her stay in Shencheng.She won't be disappointed because she only wants Fang Qingqing to do what she wants, and she doesn't have to be considerate in everything, even for her.

Fang Qingqing reached out to hug Cheng Jian, buried her head on Cheng Jian's shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "Why are you so kind to me?"

Cheng Jian patted her on the back and said with a smile, "Because you deserve it."